Don't Annoy My Boss Daddy

Suddenly, my gaze fell on a man not far away.

The man was wearing a black suit, and his expression was cold. He was sitting at the bar and drinking alone.

I recognized him. He was Vaughn's immediate superior, Brandon Sutton.

Vaughn once took me to a company dinner. I remembered Brandon because he made a speech during the dinner. I wondered what brought him to the bar.

Did successful people in the upper class society spend their time at bars too?

A thought suddenly flashed through my mind,"Vaughn, since you are so cruel to me, don't blame me for taking revenge!"

Holding my liquor glass, I rose and staggered forward. When I was almost in front of Brandon, I suddenly stumbled and fell onto him.

He was very young and looked to be in his thirties.

The collar of his white shirt was slightly open, and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled to expose his tan forearms. His nose bridge were tall, he had sexy lips, and his eyes were profound and lively. However, he looked extremely cold.

He was a handsome and cold man.

Brandon looked at me coldly, his face full of disgust. He then immediately pushed me away.

"Accompany me for a night."

I looked at Brandon's handsome face drunkenly and said flatly.

"What?"

Brandon's eyes widened. He obviously didn't expect me to be so direct.

"I asked you to accompany me for a night. Don't you understand what I was saying?"

I put my arm around Brandon's neck and whispered to him.

Drunkenness made me bold. Under ordinary circumstances, never would I have said something like this. But after all the pain I had endured today, nothing was too much.

"Are all women this open-minded nowadays? Do you want to get f*cked that much?"

Brandon stared at me coldly, his eyes full of disdain. Right now, he must be thinking about how I was the kind of woman who seduced men in bars all the time.

"Why? Are you afraid, or are you incapable of pleasing me?"

I chuckled nonchalantly and glanced at his crotch. There was a hint of mockery in my voice.

In this world, no man could stand someone saying that they were sexually incapable, especially by a woman. I believed that Brandon was no exception.

Sure enough, as soon as I said this, his expression changed. The look in his eyes became even colder.

"I hope you won't regret it!"

The next moment, Brandon dragged me away from the bar and asked for a room in the five-star hotel opposite the bar. Because I drank too much, my footsteps were a little unsteady. I couldn't help but lean against Brandon for support.

As soon as he closed the door, Brandon lifted my chin and stared at me with a profound gaze. Then, he kissed me. The kiss was so domineering and powerful that I couldn't help but fall.